Just as I pushed the first digit in, a voice called from the front of the house.
“Hey, Bella! You awake yet?”
“Oh, s**t,” she hissed, trying to sit up as she pushed at my head. “It’s Gracen.”
I lifted my mouth even as I thrust a second finger inside her. “But I haven’t given you the second o****m yet.”
“Fox!” she whisper-yelled, her eyes wide and desperate, full of fear as footsteps started in the hall. “He’s going to blow through that doorway in about two-point-five seconds.”
“Then you better stop him,” I warned. “Because I’m finishing what I started.”
And I put my mouth back on her, licking her p***y and pumping my fingers into her without mercy.
Her body bowed up under me, even as she slugged me in the shoulder and muttered, “Damn you.” Then her voice lifted, high and desperate,
